The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

"Realizing your mistakes, what good does that do? Can it undo the damage done to her health?" Dr. Funke said with a weight in his voice.

"Come on, Thalassa has already admitted her fault. Why keep badgering her? That's on you. Besides, Thalassa isn't a doctor. How was she supposed to know how to care for someone already in frail health? I she knew how to take care, wouldn't she have done so already?" Lydia defended Thalassa, firing back at Dr. Funke.

Dr. Funke shot her a glance, "An ungrateful viper."

"I've only known you for a few months through the medical community. Thalassa and I, we've been thick as thieves since we were kids. You think that compares?" Lydia retorted.

Thalassa, standing by, felt her heart sink, nervously tugging at Lydia's sleeve, signaling her to stop before Dr. Funke got angrier.

She was treading lightly, not wanting to offend Dr. Funke, but what he said next took her by complete surprise.

"Right, she's not a doctor. She doesn't know how to care for someone. But I am a doctor, and from now on, I'll be taking care of Astrid. I'll make sure her health improves!"

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widened in disbelief, "Dr. Funke, are you

think I'm joking?" Dr. Funke was back to his usual self

quick look, their eyes filled with both

mean you want to take care

surprise if I spelled everything out?" Dr. Funke said, his serious expression

out her

Astrid attempting

still weak, speaking softly, "What joke are you and

PLAY YOUR

for the rest of your life, to get your health back on track. Dr. Funke is a man of his word, once he says something, it's as

looking back at Dr.

her eyes filled with

had heard their conversation at the doorstep

now my responsibility. Your niece might not know how to care for you,

more frequent trips to the hospital